I will always find you

POA 2

Ella was woken the next morning by a very awake Hermione who looked as if she had been up for hours. 

"Come on Ella we need to get ready to leave" Hermione said as she double checked her trunk. Ella groaned as she slowly got out of bed. She got dressed and placed Snow, her all white cat in his basket whilst Hermione tried to do the same with Crookshanks. "I'll meet you downstairs" Hermione said leaving the room as Ella nodded. Ella left her room at the same time Harry, Ron, Fred and George left Harry's.

"Ahh good morning my favourite little trouble maker" Fred smirked as he saw Ella. 

"Let me guess Hermione woke you up didn't she" Harry says looking at his friend.

"Yep. How can anyone have that much energy in the morning?" Ella groaned. 

"Come on" Fred said as he crouched slightly in front of her so she could get on his back.

"Thanks Freddie you're the best" She said as she jumped on his back and he stood back up straight. George smirked at them as they walked downstairs. They headed down to breakfast, where Mr Weasley was reading the front page of the Daily Prophet with a furrowed brow and Mrs Weasley was telling Hermione and Ginny about a Love Potion she'd made as a young girl. All three of them were rather giggly. Fred lowered Ella down and they all sat down.

"What were you saying?" Ron asked Harry.

"Later" Harry muttered, as Percy stormed in. Harry had no chance to speak to Ella, Ron or Hermione in the chaos of leaving; they were too busy heaving all their trunks down the Leaky Cauldron's narrow staircase and piling them up near the door, with Hedwig and Hermes, Percy's screech owl, perched on top in their cages. A small wickerwork basket stood beside the heap of trunks, spitting loudly. 

"It's all right, Crookshanks" Hermione cooed through the wickerwork, "I'll let you out on the train."

"You won't" snapped Ron. "What about poor Scabbers, eh?" He pointed at his chest, where a large lump indicated that Scabbers was curled up in his pocket. Mr Weasley, who had been outside waiting for the Ministry cars, stuck his head inside.

"They're here" he said. "Harry, come on." Mr Weasley marched Harry across the short stretch of pavement towards the first of two old-fashioned dark green cars, each of which was driven by a furtive-looking wizard, wearing a suit of emerald velvet. "In you get, Harry" Mr Weasley said, glancing up and down the crowded street. Harry got into the back of the car, and was shortly joined by Ella, Hermione, Ron and, to Ron's disgust, Percy. The journey to King's Cross was very uneventful compared to Harry's trip on the Knight Bus. The Ministry of Magic cars seemed almost ordinary, though Harry noticed that they could slide through gaps that Uncle Vernon's new company car certainly couldn't have managed. They reached King's Cross with twenty minutes to spare; the Ministry drivers found them trolleys, unloaded their trunks, touched their hats to Mr Weasley and drove away, somehow managing to jump to the head of an unmoving queue for the traffic lights. Mr Weasley kept close to Harry's elbow all the way into the station. "Right then" he said, glancing around them. "Let's do this in pairs, as there are so many of us. I'll go through first with Harry" Mr Weasley strolled towards the barrier between platforms nine and ten, pushing Harry's trolley and apparently very interested in the InterCity 125 that had just arrived at platform nine. With a meaningful look at Harry, he leaned casually against the barrier. Harry imitated him. Next moment, they had fallen sideways through the solid metal onto platform nine and three-quarters and looked up to see the Hogwarts Express, a scarlet steam engine, puffing smoke over a platform packed with witches and wizards seeing their children onto the train. Percy and Ginny suddenly appeared behind Harry followed by Hermione and Ella. They were panting, and had apparently taken the barrier at a run.